Love Is A Bet (Harry Styles)

Chapter 7

A:N/ Before I start this chapter, I just wanted to say thank you to all my readers/commenters/voters and fans! My last chapter wasn't as well written as it should've been and you still gave me over triple the amount of reads I wanted and double the votes I wanted as well so I am so thankful for that! Guess what? With your help, I reached over 1000 reads! I am so happy that my request was completed in less then a day and without further interruptions, CHAPTER 7!

*Kylie's P.O.V.*

This game was getting out of control as alcohol smelled the room up more and more. "Alright, Lauren...." said Louis, grinning. "Ummm...dirty dare" she said confidently. "You have to lick whip cream off of Harry's bare chest," he said smirking. I gave him a death glare. He had to be drunk, right? Right?

Harry looked...pleased? The boys rummaged through the kitchen till they found an expired whip cream bottle. Harry lied down on the table while Louis squirted and rubbed some whip cream on Harry's toned chest.

Wasn't he gonna stop Lauren? Doesn't he remember he has a girlfriend!

Lauren bent down and slid her tongue up and down Harry's chest. The thought of him liking it was pure disgust.

Who am I kidding! He was panting and enjoying it!

I looked like I was gonna throw up.

Lauren let her mouth linger a little bit longer on his chest before Zayn coughed and she shot up.

"Alright. Harry! Dare or dirty dare?" asked Lauren. He smirked at her. "Dirty dare" and almost immediately, Lauren responded: "Give me a hickey," while she pointed to a spot on her neck. The room filled with complete silence. Watching My boyfriend suck on my friend 's neck made me sick. Harry didn't care. He was probably liking every moment of it. Considering he wrapped his hands around her ass, I'm assuming that he's LOVING it.

I got up and left the room slowly. Harry didn't even know I was leaving, and did he care? No. He was too busy with someone I used to consider a friend!

I sat inside the washroom with my mascara running down my face. The worst part of this was that I knew Harry was sober. He didn't drink a single sip of beer.

A knock sounded at the door and it gently slid open. "Harry?" I asked. To my dismay, it was only Zayn. He brought a small blanket with him and wrapped it around me.

The tears immediately began falling. Zayn wrapped the blanket around me and stroked my hair. "Pretty and nice girls like you don't deserve to cry..shh" he said. I looked up at him and a small smile crept up my lips as he leaned in.

I moved backwards. "Sorry Zayn, but I can't cheat on Harry..it's not fair to him" I said maturely. He nodded understandingly.

"I'm going home now, want me to drive you?" he asked. I nodded and came into the lounge room with him.

"Where's Harry and Lauren?" I asked. "Um, I think Lauren went to fetch her coat from his room; we can go see if Lauren's ready to leave?" Zayn offered as we walked upstairs.

I heard movement coming from Harry's room so Zayn and I pushed the door open. My mouth dropped down and Zayn's eyes popped out of his head. Harry stood there, making out with Lauren. Full on tongue action was happening. They stopped after they noticed me and Zayn watching and Harry's eyes filled with regret.

"Kylie..it's not what it looks like" he said grabbing my hands. I bit my lip down trying to fight back the tears. My hands whipped away from him and made contact with his face. "We are over" I said. He looked so heartbroken. Lauren came to me. "I'm so sorry, Kyles.." she said. I pushed her arm away. "Don't call me Kyles, I never want to speak to either of you again...ever."